A tease of a song taken from the Australian six-stringers' 'Calenture' LP. Smiling spiralling guitars and levitating keyboards build and build, and then refuse to give you the expected chorus splash. A fine, airy piece of guitar pop with a touch of Lloyd Cole in the vocals and a lyric which contains the line 'The rim of her mouth was golden.' Too many fags I expect. (
Roger Morton, Record Mirror, January 16, 1988)
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